Literary World Descent

The officials of Qing Kingdom revealed looks of undisguised disappointment.

Qing Lord gave a light cough. "No wonder someone said years ago that Xu Sanjue had obtained a Rare Object. So it was the Ink Maiden. This item clearly should have been presented to a Half-Sage, yet he kept it for himself. That is rather too greedy."

"Then would Qing Lord be willing to give Qing Kingdom to me? I guarantee that under my rule, Qing Kingdom's national strength would more than double!" Fang Yun shot back without the slightest courtesy.

Qing Lord cast Fang Yun an unhappy glance. Although Fang Yun was a Void Sage, he was young after all. If he argued with others, his youth alone could defuse criticism. But Qing Lord was no longer young, and he was the ruler of a kingdom. If he truly argued with Fang Yun over this matter, not only might Fang Yun refute him until he was covered in wounds from head to toe, but his already poor reputation would surely suffer another crushing blow.

The people of Qing Kingdom might favor him, their ruler, but the Human Race of the other kingdoms and Ancient Lands valued Fang Yun more highly.

Qing Lord did not respond. Instead, he swept his gaze around and saw that the Zong Family members were ashamed and furious, while the Jing Kingdom group looked smug and delighted. He inwardly cursed his bad luck. Today, he had truly lost all face; he absolutely could not let this continue.

"Void Sage Fang, since you have obtained the Ink Maiden, let us enter the Literary Academy," Qing Lord said, making an inviting gesture.

Fang Yun did not bicker with Qing Lord. He turned and walked into Xiang Prefectural Academy.

The gates of Xiang Prefectural Academy stood wide open.